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| Reviewed by Carole Mathys |
4/5/2011 |
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You always capture a moment or place with you captivating words, Gene...splendid write
Carole~ |
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| Reviewed by Don Juan Amante |
4/2/2011 |
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| an incredible write |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) |
4/2/2011 |
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Oh my ...you are something else sweet Gene..your words always make me... sighhh..excellent writing darlin....well done indeed..stay safe and well and remember you sweet man are always in my thoughts and in my heart..always....Hugssss
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxoxooxox |
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| Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat |
3/31/2011 |
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Gene,
A fine tribute to the sailors that fought for our country. Through your words, I can see the horror in this.
Mary |
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| Reviewed by Richard King |
3/31/2011 |
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Gene, you pack so much into such a small space. The fear of sailing away into the unknown, hostile seas, mines, shells, torpedoes, kamikazes and typhoons. Then discharging their own guns and surviving the fear of Hell.... Well done sir.
Thank you for serving and for sharing the experience. Dick |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
3/31/2011 |
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| POWERFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
3/30/2011 |
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| a nice remembrance. Morgan |
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
3/30/2011 |
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| To those of you who were there and through providence and chance endured. The hell that is human mechanized conflict has been related in tones of ferocity through the personal horrors you knew, to the majority, the unknowing. Gene, your eyes, your heart and your pen make this a presentation of compassion and lingering pain that your memory will never erase. That some of you survived to keep the memory fresh in the minds of those who might forget, is essential. I bid you peace my dear friend and love. Jon Michael |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
3/30/2011 |
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| On a ship I was, then a smaller river boat & to a degree I can identify with this...WW2 must have been so much more worse...glad you made it home...e |
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| Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader) |
3/30/2011 |
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| succinct poetic scrapbook of wartime reflectiions. great piece gene. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
3/30/2011 |
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So much in between the sailings lies untold.
George |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
3/30/2011 |
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It's perfect from first to last, Gene, the sense
of innocence so pervasive; the positive was and is
most of them made it back to the golden gate,
but your heart is with the fallen and the lost.
This is beautiful and it goes into my library.
John |
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
3/30/2011 |
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Brilliant Gene, the way you take us through this experience so fast showing how the madness has simply run amok, the lunacy of it all, and no solid ground beneath them at the end but the sea, the silent sea. Love it!
Christine |
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| Reviewed by D Johnson |
3/30/2011 |
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I have crossed the Golden Gate quite a few times, but never have I sailed under, especially the way you so eloquently described in your poem.
Cheers,
Dan |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
3/30/2011 |
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You have effectively shared the terrifying experience/situation through your verses, Gene. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
3/30/2011 |
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I'm reading the back story to Bloody Sunday in Derry at the moment, Gene. Anything that speaks of the trauma of young life being caught in the fear and crossfire of regime's war sends shockwaves right through me right now. And this brings the reality so horribly close: "the appalling madness of automated hate" speaks of the blind panic that many therein are caught up in. I salute your ability to be so concise here. Interesting lack of capitals and punctuation - highlights the spooling, numbing effect. xx
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
3/30/2011 |
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| Very well told, Gene. |
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